Great Yan Empire, Shengjing.

The Demon King's Mansion is located in the core area of Shengjing City, next to the Imperial City, with a size of 100 acres, carved beams and painted buildings, and extremely prosperous civil engineering.

In terms of luxury, it is second only to the emperor's residence.

But as the unique king of Da Yan with a different surname, one of the only five remaining saints in the whole world, the leader of the people of the world, and the hero who saved Da Yan from the catastrophe of destroying the country, the Confucian saint naturally has this qualification.

From the Son of Heaven to the common people, no one will have any objection to this, and if anyone objects, they are afraid that they will be drowned by the spitting stars.

Today's town demon palace is quite lively, the middle door is wide open, all kinds of luxury carriages are parked at the door, the important ministers of the court, celebrities and Confucians, princes and nobles come and go, and people are noisy.

So many important figures are here today to congratulate.

The reason is simple.

Because today is the fiftieth birthday of the Confucian saint.

Although the Confucian Saint himself left the Great Yan and traveled to the four directions as early as fifteen years ago, no one knows where he is, but this does not affect his status in the hearts of the Great Yan people.

Today's Confucian Christmas Day, the people of Dayan are celebrating.

This honor can only be obtained by Confucian saints, even emperors can't do it.

"Congratulations to the king in the middle of the door! Give two millennium ginseng plants! ”

"Congratulations, Dean Chen of Egret Academy! Give a piece of dragon blood inkstone! 100 pieces of dragon paper! ”

"Congratulations to Lord Sima! Give away 100 of the best spirit stones! ”

"Yan Wang He! Gift 100 acres of fertile land land deed! Ten pieces of fire spirit chalcedony! ”

……

The sound of singing and saluting continued to sound, either the emperor's relatives or celebrities and ministers, all of whom had extraordinary identities.

Even if some big people didn't come in person due to some circumstances, they still gave generous gifts as a sign of respect.

At the middle gate of the Demon King's Mansion, the Confucian saint's wife Xu was dressed in full costume and was personally greeting the guests who came to congratulate her birthday at the door, smiling and smiling.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"

Suddenly, a slightly shrill voice sounded, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

I saw two spirit beasts pulling a carriage and stopping in front of the Demon King's Mansion, and then a handsome young man in a bright yellow python robe stepped out of the carriage.

And this person is the crown prince of the Great Yan Empire!

Seeing the prince coming, Xu was not surprised, but slowly walked down the steps to greet him.

"The Xu family sees His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The prince smiled kindly, stepped forward to help Xu up, his attitude was very respectful, and said: "Madame, you are an elder, how can you salute Lonely." ”

Xu shook his head and said: "Your Royal Highness is the crown prince, and the concubine is only a few years old, how can she abolish the ceremony because of this?" ”

"Besides, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here, and the husband is not in the mansion, and the concubine will greet him on his behalf, which is already a slack, and I hope His Royal Highness will forgive his sins."

When the prince heard this, he waved his hand again and again to show his humility, and then said, "The master has traveled all over the world for the livelihood of the world.

Today is the 50th birthday of the master, and the father and emperor were unable to come to the door in person because of his busy government affairs, so he specially ordered a lonely person to come to congratulate him on his behalf.

A small gift, and a little bit of lonely, please Mrs. smile. ”

The prince waved his hand slightly as he spoke, and a group of servants from the palace carried out boxes of congratulatory gifts, and all kinds of treasure spirit stones in them exuded treasure light, which was extremely rich!

The emperor ordered the crown prince to come to the door to congratulate him on his birthday, which is simply a great grace of the emperor!

Who could enjoy such treatment in the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty?

"The concubine is the husband of the king, thank Your Majesty Longen."

Xu smiled on his face, was not shocked, and had his own bearing, and then personally welcomed the prince into the house.

……

Today's birthday banquet has quite a lot of guests, and the banquet is full of guests, only the main seat is empty, and even the prince can only sit in the lower left seat.

After three rounds of drinking, the prince glanced at the empty position, and said with emotion: "The master has been gone for fifteen years, and without the master in my Dayan, my Dayan will be missing an Optimus Jade Pillar." ”

He said and looked at the Xu family who was sitting above, "Dare to ask Madame, is there any news of the master in the near future?" The father and emperor have a lot of worries about the master and son on weekdays, and often chatter. ”

Twenty years ago, the demon clan suddenly attacked the human race in all directions, and Da Yan bore the brunt of it, and he was in danger for a while.

The Demon King, that is, the contemporary Confucian Sage Su Changqing stood up at this time of crisis, he fought the Demon Emperor alone and won it, an article suppressed the millions of elites of the Demon Clan, and bought precious time for the Terran to gather troops, and then the Terran countries and the saints united and worked together to defeat the Demon Clan.

Since then, the Confucian saint Su Changqing has become a hero of the Great Yan Empire and even the entire human race, an indelible legend and myth, and was even crowned as a king with a different surname by Emperor Yan.

However, five years later, after Da Yan completely settled down, this Confucian saint quietly left Da Yan and went out of the customs alone in the direction of the demon clan.

No one knows what he's going to do, and no one knows where he's going.

And there is no news of him from the demon clan.

It has been a full fifteen years now, and the Confucian saint seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

However, no one thought that the Confucian Saint would have any accidents, after all, even the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan was defeated by him, and he could kill millions of Demon Clans with one article!

This kind of strength is the best among all saints!

Even the soldier saint with the strongest combat power who left the country is inferior to this Confucian saint, and he deserves to be the first in the world.

How could something unexpected happen with such an existence?

When it came to the whereabouts of the Confucian Sage, many officials and celebrities present quieted down one after another, and turned their eager eyes to the Xu family.

The whereabouts of the Confucian saint is a mystery that everyone is curious about and concerned about.

Xu smiled bitterly: "When the husband left back then, he only said that he wanted to go west to investigate one thing, and there was no more news. In the past fifteen years, the concubine has not received any news from her husband. ”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel disappointed.

The crown prince did the same, but he quickly reined in his thoughts, and then comforted Xu: "The master is a Confucian sage who has not been born for a thousand years, and he naturally has a reason for doing things, and it is difficult for ordinary people like us to snoop on." ”

"Madame, be relieved, Master will surely return safely."

Xu nodded, and the crowd did not continue to discuss the topic.

The prince looked around, remembered something again, and asked, "Then again, why didn't you see Su Gongzi?" ”

The son of Su he said in his mouth was Su Mu, the son of the Confucian saint.

When it comes to Confucianism, in addition to his brilliant achievements and mysterious whereabouts, another mystery is his son.

The Confucian saint had a son named Su Mu.

At that time, when Confucianism was born, all the bigwigs gathered at the full moon, and the soldiers and saints came to congratulate, which can be called the pride of the sky.

But since then, there has been no news, and the son of the Confucian saint has never appeared in front of others, and has been living in the palace for many years.

Everyone was curious about what happened to the son of the Confucian saint.

Isn't it as amazing as his father?

Today's birthday of the Confucian saint, many people also have the idea of looking at the son of the Confucian saint, after all, the birthday has to show up.

Who knows that he still didn't see him during the feast.

Xu's face froze slightly, and he replied apologetically: "The dog is studying in the mansion, and the husband said before he left that it would take a long time to come back, so let the concubine teach the child well."

Over the years, the concubine did not dare to pamper him, and locked him up in the palace to study and teach, lest he go out and use his father's fame and power to do mischief. ”

This answer made everyone look at each other a little.

Discipline children so strictly?

Well...... It's not a loss to be a child of the Confucian family!

This teaching is simply exemplary!

Chen Xingzhi, the dean of Egret Academy, immediately stroked his beard and praised: "The master's family style is really rigorous, and his wife is even more aware of righteousness. ”

"It's not like some ministers, they will only connive at their children and grandchildren, and let them become the sons and daughters who only know how to bully men and women, fight cocks and walk dogs!"

Chen Xingzhi's words were undisguised with mockery.

Some of the ministers present had ugly faces for a while, and their eyes were quite dissatisfied when they looked at Chen Xingzhi.

This old man is really open-mouthed!

A minister sneered and said: "Dean Chen, let's discipline his grandson well, yesterday the official went to the Bige Pavilion to drink, and saw your son-in-law hugging left and right, so unhappy." ”

Chen Xingzhi's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "Nonsense! My grandson obviously went out of the city yesterday to go out with his friends, how could he go to the Qinglou! ”

The minister wondered, "Oh? Mingling? This official thinks it's picking flowers, right? Hahaha! ”

This sentence immediately drew laughter from the audience.

Chen Xingzhi's old face became darker and darker, and he couldn't wait to sacrifice his words and swords now to teach the minister who spoke a lesson.

"Alright, okay, that's all for the joke."

"Besides, that's rude."

The prince came forward to play a round at this time, suppressed all the laughter, and then said to the Xu family: "Madame's family style is rigorous, which makes Gu admire. ”

"But Su Gongzi is also sixteen years old this year, and he always stays at home, which is too pitiful."

"Madame, you might as well let Su Gongzi go to the major academies, or Guozijian to communicate with my Dayan students, it's not good to do it behind closed doors after all."

"Father and Gu, as well as the people of Dayan, all want to see Su Gongzi inherit the mantle of Confucianism."

In the face of the prince's suggestion, Xu could only nod yes, and then the banquet continued, and at this time it was not discussed.

But the gloom that flashed in the depths of her eyes was invisible.

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This birthday banquet lasted until the evening, when many guests left one after another, and the huge town demon king's mansion became deserted.

The servants of the house were in a mess after cleaning the feast.

Xu, on the other hand, sat in the middle hall a little tired to rest.

Today, I have been receiving guests all day, and I have never stopped to be busy, and I am not too tired physically, but mental exhaustion is inevitable.

At this time, an old man dressed as a butler walked into the middle hall, presented a gift list, and said respectfully: "Madam, all the gifts received have been counted, please take a look." ”

"Hmm."

Xu Shi was holding his forehead with one hand, closing his eyes to rest, and responded lightly.

The housekeeper saw that she was tired, so he put away the gift list and said with concern: "Madam, you are tired all day today, and you haven't eaten much. ”

"The servant has ordered the cook to make a few side dishes that you like to eat, you can rest early after eating, don't get tired."

Xu Shi opened his eyes, looked at the housekeeper, and said, "I'm fine, is Mu'er sleeping now?" ”

"Mrs. Hui, not yet."

"I'll go see him."

Xu got up and walked out of the lobby, and the old butler followed closely.

The Demon King's Mansion is quite large, this palace is built together after several mansions are dismantled, covering an area of 100 acres, and it is the residence of the Son of Heaven specially built to reward the Confucian saints.

Among them, water pavilions, towers, courtyards, and lakes are all available.

Even the Emperor's Palace is nothing more than that.

Xu and the housekeeper walked through the courtyards and came to the deepest courtyard of the palace.

This courtyard is not very big, but it is the most mysterious place in the entire Demon King Mansion, and all the servants and maids in the mansion are strictly forbidden to approach here without permission.

The butler stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

Xu walked into the courtyard alone.

There was a rather luxuriant osmanthus tree in the yard, and a big red-haired bird was squatting on it and dozing off, and Harazi was dragged from the beak to the ground.

The bird was quite fat, and its weight bent the branches down, and one couldn't help but worry about whether the branches would break.

Xu glanced at the red-haired bird, and then pushed the door straight into the room.

The interior of the house is not big, but it is quite warm and exquisitely furnished.

In front of the window, there was a handsome young man in a brocade robe, staring at the wind chimes on the eaves.

Seeing this young man, Xu's face softened, he walked to his side gently, touched his head, and then said with a smile: "Mu'er, what are you looking at?" ”

The boy was indifferent and ignored her words.

And Xu didn't mind, while picking up the ivory comb on the table and combing his long silky hair, he said to himself: "Today is your father's fiftieth birthday, speaking of which, my mother is forty-seven years old this year, and she will be old." ”

"Your father's unreliable one said that he would come back in a few years, but it turned out that he would be fifteen years after he left, leaving us orphans and widows, and what kind of first person in the world, what Confucian saint, I think it's bullshit."

"When he comes back, you see if I let him in."

Xu was babbling some gossip, and he didn't care if the young man could understand it or not, he just talked to himself.

"You know what? Today, the prince is here, and many guests want to see you. ”

"Alas, my mother also wants you to go out to meet them, my shepherd is so handsome and outstanding, those princes and ministers want to see you, they must all want to come to the door to say goodbye."

"But my mother can't do that......"

Xu whispered, his eyes gradually moistened.

The world is curious about her son, but who knows that the son of a dignified Confucian saint is actually a person who is born without a soul?

For so many years, she has been careful to hide this secret, that is, she does not want her son to be criticized and bullied by others, but she is still the most painful person.

After hearing the words of the prince at the banquet today, it made her feel even more sad and heartbroken.

Doesn't she want her son to be able to study, cultivate, and make friends freely? She thinks more than anyone else.

She didn't even hear her son shout "Mother"!

Seeing her son in front of her, but not being able to communicate or talk to him, is too cruel for a mother.

Xu wiped his tears, helped Su Mu fix his sideburns, and muttered to himself: "You were born without a Heavenly Soul, and the Medical Saint said that the Soul Condensing Grass growing in the Extreme North Heavenly Abyss may complete your soul." ”

"Don't worry, Mu'er, your father has already gone to help you find it, he is a Confucian saint, the strongest person in the world, he will definitely be able to find the Soul Condensing Grass and let you return to normal."

"When you're ready, my mother will help you marry the best-looking woman in the world and have a few more dolls, okay?"

Su Mu still looked blank and did not react.

People are born with three souls of heaven, earth and man, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, worry, and thought; The three souls represent the essence and spirit, and the absence of the heavenly soul means that the mind is scattered and there is no consciousness.

To put it simply, without a heavenly soul, man is just a walking corpse with instincts, with an empty body.

But in Xu's eyes, even if Su Mu is an unconscious fool, she will not dislike it at all.

Because this is her son.

Seeing that Su Mu was still that sluggish look, Xu's eyes dimmed slightly.

But she has long been used to this, so she can't be called lost, and it has been her habit for so many years to come to talk to her son every day.

And just as she got up to leave, an indiscretable voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Mother......

Xu's eyes widened, and then he turned around suddenly.

She stared at Su Mu's wooden face, her face was full of shock and disbelief, and her voice trembled and said, "Mu'er, Mu'er, were you talking just now?" ”

At this moment, her mood is extremely nervous!

She absolutely believed she had just heard a voice!

Under Xu's extremely expectant gaze, Su Mu's lips moved slightly, and his dull eyes gradually became bright.

With some difficulty, he pulled out a smile and said a word to Xu in a hoarse voice.

"Mother!"

It is extremely clear, and the words are correct and round.

This simple word fell on Xu's ears like thunder, and a tingling sensation of being shocked spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the whole world lost its voice.

Xu stood in place, but tears poured out uncontrollably, causing her to burst into tears.

The next moment, she stepped forward and took Su Mu into her arms, hugged him tightly and cried, "Mu'er——! ”

The bitterness of the past 16 years has vanished at this moment.

Xu Shi cried loudly, and no one could understand her excitement and joy at this time.

Now, even if she is told to die immediately, she is willing!

"What's the matter, ma'am!"

Hearing the cry coming from the house, the figure of the butler appeared in the house in an instant, and a powerful evil aura filled the entire room.

He roamed the room with sharp eyes, but he didn't catch the abnormality, just saw Xu who was crying with Su Mu in his arms.

Seeing this scene, the housekeeper's heart suddenly tightened, and he didn't relax his vigilance, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Madam, what's going on?" Childe, what's wrong with him? ”

Hearing the housekeeper's voice, Xu wiped his tears and said with a smile: "It's Mu'er, Mu'er, he spoke!" ”

"Fulai, Mu'er, he just called my mother!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but shed more tears.

"What?!"

The housekeeper Zhao Fulai couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and set his eyes on Su Mu, and really saw that his son-in-law was no longer the dull appearance he used to be, and his eyes were full of light for the first time!

Zhao Fulai was stunned for a moment, and there was only one thought left in his heart.

Son...... Healed!